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Amidst the chaos of the night,
I search for solace in my plight.
Through the darkness, I will find,
A glimmer of hope to ease my mind.
In this world of endless streams,
I navigate through broken dreams.
With each step, I seek to heal,
The wounds that time cannot conceal.
But through the pain, I rise above,
Embracing strength, fueled by love.
In every trial, I find strength,
Defying odds, going to any length.
I fight the battles that come my way,
For I am the author of my own play.
With pen in hand, I rewrite my story,
Determined to reclaim my glory.
I paint my dreams on a canvas bold,
With vibrant hues, stories yet untold.
In poetry, I find my voice,
Through rhythm and rhyme, I rejoice.
In every word, a piece of my soul,
In every verse, the stories unfold.
Through this art, I find release,
A sanctuary that brings me peace.
As the ink spills across the page,
I let go of anger, pain, and rage.
I write with power, I write with grace,
In this sacred space, my truth I embrace.
So let my words echo through the night,
For poetry is my guiding light.
In every line, a piece of my heart,
A tapestry of emotions, a form of art.
Using everything that you’ve created thus far and the Poetry Rubric on p. 223 in Writing with Power, write a rough draft of your poem. You can use a rhyme scheme or you can write free verse.
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